Yes.

“Oh I’m just kidding around, I know you probably haven’t seen us transform up close. Though it is something to see”.

Your tone changes, becoming much more calm as you try to plan your next move. Emilia gives a little chuckle to smooth out the strange line of conversation before speaking again.

“Well if you aren’t busy we are still cleaning up from last weeks storm and could use the help.. we will pay of course!”.

Bingo. You think of an easy way to get her into your house.

“Yeah of course I would be happy to help, would you mind helping me a bit first? We could even just call it even”.

Just as you thought she looks excited at the prospect of saving her family some money.

“What do you need?”

You start to walk towards the house.

“Some of my fathers tools were pushed too far into the crawl space, none of us can reach them. I think you might be the right size though!”.

This claim is moderately dubious as she is less than a foot shorter than you and only slightly shorter than your mother, but she does not seem concerned with this answer and follows you happily.

You enter your home first, it is a log cabin built by your parents ten years earlier. Both the inside and outside are beautiful, but with only two bedrooms it would not suit a family even slightly larger than yours. Emilia looks around.

“Wow you guys have such a lovely place! I’m surprised I’ve never been in here”.

You turn and laugh while diverting her towards your bedroom, once you enter she looks around in slight confusion.

“What is the crawl space in your bedroom?”

After she enters your incredibly sensitive nose begins to pick up on her fear. She knows something is up.

“Alright.. take off your clothes Emilia”.

She turns to you completely shocked, the scent of her fear hangs heavy over the room.

“What? Are you joking?”

You shake your head.

“Just do it, or I’ll take them off for you”.

She tries to speak but no words come. When a couple of seconds pass you approach her and she yelps, falling backwards onto the bed. With nowhere to escape to, she takes off her coat while looking frantically for an exit.

“Don’t worry I won’t hurt you, I just.. need this. If you relax you will probably enjoy it”.

She then takes off her trousers and shirt, leaving behind only a pair of white cotton panties covering her. Her body is tight and toned, surprisingly so for such a small woman. Her breasts are beautiful, on the smaller side with tiny pink nipples.

The fear in the air begins to mix with the smell of pheromones. Her arousal is sweet and musky, it causes a burning deep in your heart, a yearning to breed. You look up and see that she is crying.

“Please don’t do this.. I didn’t do anything to you”.

You shush her as you begin to disrobe. Pants first, then shirt, leaving only boxers.

“Oh I know, you’re very sweet and intelligent, and very very attractive. I simply find that I can’t resist you, and I know you can’t.. or maybe won’t.. stop me”.

You slowly move your left hand toward her pussy, and begin to slowly caress it. Her juices have soaked the panties in anticipation. She lets loose a seemingly involuntary moan as you explore her most intimate areas.